Totoka River (IC joining) knights and kings and beasts and shit

ooc: Majesty, that sounds great :) I'm so new, still trying to piece the landscape together, thanks for your help! Silvermane, we all have a life, no sweat :) It's great to have all of you to RP with, this will be fun.

ic:
Anxious paws quickened their pace as the impending call rose to echo his own, in seemingly no time. Whoever patrolled nearby took their business seriously, he would have to stand prepared. The fast growing sun magnified it's heat against his hide as the lanky hunter paced, and a giant tongue lolled out his gaping, black mouth. Nerves weren't the issue as he tested patience waiting for his fate, rather neuroticism over what he could offer those who rode out to greet him. It had always been a quirk of the nearly middle aged male, and he felt that feeding everyone was his duty. Like an overbearing grandmother who only means well by always offering some snack or goodie.

Gold foiled eyes scanned the grass for worthy morsels to bear his greeter. Nose at work in the grass, and ears whirling round at every natural whisper, Dagger kept himself alert and busy, but most of all he kept himself in the general area near the last of the River, while his fate descended. Flattening sienna frosted ears, the might Hunter settled for a nearby bush, which harbored plenty of ripening berries. From the bush, he chewed a small twiggy branch, with thin arms and a few choice berries in small clusters.

Feeling accomplished on his peace mission, Dagger trotted back towards his original outpost to continue the wait. Feeling less anxious now, he satisfied a few natural urges and could quiet his pacing to a less frantic gate. Placing the small branch on the ground next to him, he stretched his great, shaggy neck and bayed at the ground, low and long to confirm he still held his post near the River, if any still sought him out. Grasping the peace offering in his jaws again, he waited, like a dog waiting with a toy to give his master coming home. Resuming his pacing, for what wild creature could hold still on a hot, beautiful day like today, he waited and waited. Nowhere to be but here.